While lost in the middle of no where, that is where I found myself.

I think the biggest irony of all is the current state of my life. While living in a city filled with millions of people I feel the most alone that I ever have. But while living in a secluded forest in the out skirts of Ontario, no where close to civilization and with only a handful of people I have felt the most connected and at peace. Who would have guessed it? Myself most certainly not. Yet here I am feeling stranded on an island, cold, upon my return instead of feeling embraced and warm. I feel like jumping out of my skin, like my soul needs to escape this black hole of a city. It's an abstract concept feeling so connected while being so alone and so disconnected when surrounded by the masses.   Bound by commitment it's not like I had much choice when returning to this place. But come April, when given the choice this will not be where I remain. Don't get me wrong, I'm going to miss my humans and my main man Ed more then I'd like to but at a point you just have to listen to your heart. My intuition and every fibre of my being is pulling me west ward. To what? That has yet to be determined, but the feeling is there for a reason and it's time to follow that feeling and discover the reason on the way. Embracing what ever comes my way.